Royal Trash Novels & Stories

A hidden talent that only the Royal Bloodline is privileged to. It is normally used when a Royal is out at war. We can be near death and it will only take a small drop of fresh blood along with our Royal aura to completely heal us to continue fighting. It is a last resort; it is very rarely used and is normally only used by the selfish Royals who don’t want to give up their life or give up their power over others. However, I didn’t use this gift to save my life but to save Skylar’s; the venom running through her system would have continued to strengthen, grow and infect her system until it had finally driven her mad with lust craving the pleasure only given to her female body by a man.

Brook was also involved with covering all the details along with Joana so he had everything prepared. "Exactly. He is just too clean to be true. He never comes for any interviews, we could hardly see his face just one time we could photograph him when Mr Benson of Benson group had a complaint against him. And there is just no controversy about him. No girlfriends, no family issues. Like nothing." "You can't complain if he is just too clean for his royal background." Brook scoffed. "Boo! You guys are just too swoon about his Royal-ness. I bet 100$ he is not clean like he portrays he is." Lily challenged as Brook laughed.

Just with a need to do what is right. She might not forgive me. She won’t stay with me again. She will never think about me after she leaves. “ Princess. ” I call her out and stop a few steps behind her. Her body stiffens. My eyes trace the back of her dress until I get caught in the sight of the mud tainting the hem of it. “ I know it won’t fix anything but I still want to do it. For you. ” I swallow. Royals don’t kneel because the ground is dirty, a low place where our knees never touch. Even if the hell breaks loose, a Royal should never lower themselves, never get themselves dirty, and lose their pride.

I said and I pushed his forehead weakly. "Taking your life, Ms. Pamela, will not solve whatever problem you are facing," Royal said, and I felt a tear fall. "My birthday is tomorrow... I screwed up a deal with a major corporation, and now I'm without a man. My family is excited about it. I'm twenty-nine and... unsuccessful "I spoke slowly. "There's no reason to live," I yelled. Then I came to a halt and let out a cackle. I took a few steps backwards and he came after me. "Take a step back!" I said, pulling a pen from my coat pocket, but that didn't stop him.

Will he be able to remain unaffected by the surprises she brings? Though they may seem like opposites, Clara and Alex share a similar attitude towards life. A very rude attitude. However, their story is just beginning when Sandy Williams enters the picture, threatening to ruin everything Alex holds dear. Clara becomes his first target, leaving her broken and on the edge. This is a tale of revenge intertwined with love, where destiny has brought them together. A twisted royal wedding awaits them, filled with unexpected turns and a chance for a beautiful revenge.

“That's very nice of you, Christian. Your momma will be so happy when you give these to her.” “Christian!” I heard a middle aged lady running out from the pack house and coming to us. Her eyes widened when they landed on me and then she scowled at Christian Jr. “Royal Beta Christian, I'm so sorry for the disturbance. Chris can be a little proactive and find his way out of my sight real quickly.” She looked frightened. I don't blame her. Most people react that way in the presence of the Royal Beta and the Royal Alpha King.

He stated laughing. “You Royals are so full of shit.” Roman stated. “You’re bloodlines ends today. There would no longer be a new generations of Royals.” “What happened cat got your tongue?” Marcus stated sarcastically. “You always loved to speak your mind. You always enjoyed putting everyone at their place. You’ve enjoyed insulting me all those years.”

I yelled. "Nina Harlad making the Royal brothers turn against each other.How is my favourite ex doing?". His favourite ex? My goodness what drug is this good for nothing high on? "I don't think it's your business.Why did you call or you joined the gossip mongers association?" "Don't dare insult me Nina.I made you." He snarled.. "Who made who? Nigga have a good look at yourself.i am now a Mrs Royal and I just need to make one phone call to ruin you." I boasted..

"She was the cause of her own demise, that foolish girl probably think she can seduce the Prince and live life in luxury. Hah! The nerve of her thinking such a thing." "But, don't you think the Prince is going too far? I know we can't speak to anyone about this, telling anyone of the third Prince's nature will kill us, though this is unjust! The Royal Family is tolerating this madman too much." "Shh now! This conversation can be treated as treason, be more careful with your words." Then the two stayed silent as they just cover their ears to muffle the noise coming from the third Prince's room. When Russel was done, he threw away the head that he just cut off and sat back down on his bed whil

"I found this on her! Royal jewelry of this quality? There's no way she could afford it on her salary! It's definitely stolen goods from selling out family interests!" As Marco saw the sapphire necklace, a flash of disgust crossed his eyes. He stared hard at me, his tone unfriendly. "Benedetta, explain. Where did this come from?" I'd originally held some hope for Marco, expecting him to see the situation clearly. Now, watching him refuse to distinguish right from wrong, I gave up completely. I pressed my hand against my bleeding face and said coldly, "This is a personal gift from Antonio Lombardi, boss of the Silver Triangle's Lombardi family. If you don't believe me, you can call him right